Sable Naja

Sable Naja Poems

It is days like today - I should take the time to die...

Cut tender, golden skin
...

Timeless perfection in a simple tendril of smoke.

It curls – sinewy and untouched
...

Let me touch your mind -

This precious untamed flower - her love like a blanket
...

I refuse to wear a watch.

My Mother said uniqueness was an issue for me.
...

For e'li'see (Cherokee for Grandmother)

My ink travels upon the page
A permanent dictation of who I am
...

Sable Naja Biography

My name is MNaja - but you can call me M. I've lived within a world which has created such chaos that my only option to disrupt the constant thunder inside my head is to write everything down. Doesn't matter what the topic of discussion is... all that matters is the moment becoming mine through paper and pen. I've been writing since childhood. Anything which captures my eye, heart, flesh, or mind invokes such desire that I must write it down. Take a piece of it with me to make my own. Sometimes my poetry shocks people - well being a Cherokee/English/African American goth would scare practically anyone (lol) - but my poetry shocks a lot of people. They wonder: What the heck was going on in her mind to write that! Hahahah. Check me out - feel my words and tell me I don't shock ya...)

The Best Poem Of Sable Naja

Suicide Disruption

It is days like today - I should take the time to die...

Cut tender, golden skin

Stain it with beloved crimson rivers

In remembrance of painful times - excruciating memories.

Who lives here?

There's no one but me - living in the land of disruption.

Only malaise remains constant - causing present deadly thoughts

To shift - find deeper psychological crevices to crawl beneath

Tearing my soul to shreds.

Am I here?

Make no mistake, dear beloved witness to my death

Take note of these words - for they're my last:

'To love is Man's biggest mistake -

To have faith in another is his second...

And belief in someone who believes in nothing is his last.

For death shall swiftly come - blast that tortured soul to nothingness...

And then -

Take trust - break it apart - until you are standing alone...

Surrounded by the drippings of bleeding arteries - veins

Wondering how you came to this.

Betrayal burns you here - and God has turned his face.

You are but alone - in a sea of unknowns

Wrapping shivering arms around a world which has refused you.

Live for something - and die for less

Those words will forever be etched upon these lips.

Make no mistake, friend...

Heaven's a lie.'

Goodbye.

Copyright ©2008 M Willoughby

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